The third Sunday in Lent, Psalm 63:1-8. Some downtown churches are thriving; many are memorials to a former glory. Why do we maintain them, when they’re so often empty? Because a few people still come there to seek sanctuary.

1 Crowds of people crush me.

They bump and bounce my mind;

they break my concentration.

I feel like nothing more than a means to an end,

merely a cog in the crunching machinery of a city.

I long for the gentle touch of loving fingers, the intimate whisper of acceptance.

2 So I have come looking for you, Lord, in your holy places.

3 In this dimmed light, in this hushed silence, I sense your presence.

4 I wish I could feel you as near me in the rabid frenzy of life in the urban core.

I want to reach out and touch you in the marketplace as well as the chancel.

5 Then I will not feel alone; you will be part of every thought and every breath.

6 I will know you at my desk and in my den, in my bed and in my bathtub.

7 Nothing will come between us.

8 And I will hold you close in the forest of my fears.

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